I once cuffed myself to the stair rail then saw the key on the floor a few feet away after a struggle I managed to get it , but it was close. It would be fun to hear others near misses.
 
  • I have tied myself so well that I didn't see how I could get out.

Care to share that story? I think our fellow members would like to know how you tied yourself up, when you realized you couldn't get out and how you got free.

The first time was when I was 17. My mother was uptight about sex and didn't know what I was doing. I tied my ankles to my bed. I had a rope coming out at the top of the bed. I tied my hands together and tied to that rope. Once, I just could not get it undone for some time. Another time was when I did a tight hog tie. I once found a knot that could not be undone. I tried it. It worked. I had to hop through my son's apartment, hoping not to get caught to find a knife to cut myself loose.

 

  • Once I hogtied myself and I struggled for 5 hours to release until I was able to release due to the sweat on my hands.

 

  • Locked myself in steel wrist shackles and put the key in a time lock box for 4 hours. Had put them on a little too tight and had to smash the box with a hammer to get myself loose.

 

  • I did an outdoor self bondage scene years ago that could have ended badly. Don't let this be you.
I was on a remote desert trail just outside of Phoenix when I came across a sturdy steel gate that was designed to close the trail to vehicles. No one was around and I hadn't seen anyone for the entire hour or so it took me to get to this gate, so I thought this was a marvelous time for some self bondage. I quickly stripped to my thong and placed the keys about seven feet away. I put on my collar with attached nipple clamps, then cuffed myself behind my back through the top of the gate so I was well and truly helpless. After about 20 minutes of enjoying things, I decided it was time to get loose. That was when I realized the problem...I could not reach the keys with my shoe to drag them to me. With my hands cuffed behind my back, it was about a foot too far away.

I struggled with this for about 30 minutes but only managed to work up a good sweat. My nipples were starting to hurt a little and with the way I was cuffed, I could not reach the clamps to remove them. I was also locked in chastity so there was that discomfort as well, due to me sporting a raging hard on.

Finally, I broke down and started calling for help, but there was no one around to hear me. Now I was starting to get worried, as dusk was approaching and I did not want to spend the night like this.

In the gathering gloom, the warm desert breeze caressing my nearly naked body, I spied a stick nearby, like an old yard stick you would use to stir paint. It had a bunch of orange tape wrapped around the top of it so perhaps it had been a trail marker, although dusty and faded from the sun. I managed to snag it and drag it to me, and I was able to squat down to tie it to my foot. It took about ten minutes to do this with my hands cuffed behind me like this. By now, it was starting to get cooler and darker as the sun was setting behind the mountains to my west. My nipples were screaming by now, along with the growing fear in my mind.
In a last ditch effort, I reached out with the yardstick attached to my foot and managed to snag the bag holding the keys and drag it to me. Within a few minutes, my chafed wrists were free and so was I. Getting those clamps off felt so good after the rush of pain while removing them.

As I headed back to my car, an hour away, I passed several hikers so I would have likely been eventually found, but it was still a scary experience.
 
  • One time a self tie spread eagle didn’t go as planned. Tied my legs off to each bedpost, gagged myself with couple of wraps of duct tape, zipped up my parka fully with the hood up then slipped my wrists into the ropes at the top bedpost. Once I’d done this I realised that the ropes had tightened themselves and my quick release method was gone. I spent an afternoon tied like this, i struggled and struggled to no avail, all I could see was the light entering through the hood of my parka, I was sweating so much,I missed an appointment at the garage and about 10 phone calls, i came in my jeans 3 times with all the thrashing about, eventually got one wrist free and was able to get out. I was tied for about 5 hours. It was awesome.😎